Thorn the Lone Shewolf
Cassidy was now on his hands and knees breathing hard. There was a cut above his left eye and the blood was now falling into it. He was trying to stand up again. He then felt a kick in his ribs. He growled and then leapt and he lost all sense of reason. He felt the berserker rage take hold of him. He then started to viciously assault his opponent and started to yell curses in old nordic. His yells managed to reach Erika above.